Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys by Nancy Brophy

These are words to live by.

Except for one thing.

As far as I can tell, your babies grow up to be whatever they want, regardless of your advice. Your children start out so well, so loving, so eager to follow your lead. And then they become teenagers, driven by hormones and peer pressure. While you fall by the wayside and sink into the least knowledgeable person your child has ever met. Oh, the shame.

Make them be doctors and lawyers and such.

Good luck with that. In the 60’s and 70’s despite political unrest that ruled the country, graduate school was important. Being relevant, being the most you could be – meant you could have it all – a career, a family and a life. Now I’m not so sure if financial considerations outweigh personal goals. There are tons of articles with inspiring titles like “Is the investment worth it?”

The cost of college has changed radically over the past several decades. The American dream of a superior education, 2.4 kids, dog, and a home in the suburbs is no longer a reality for many people.

Maybe it’s time for a new dream.

He ain’t wrong, he’s just different but his pride won’t let him do things to make you think he’s right

I sometimes lament the “younger generation” has no work ethic, but in truth I think a new paradym is forming, but no one has the words to define it. I would love to be the person whose insight inspires others as unlikely as that is.

If you’re lucky as your children age, you regain some of your lost stature. But you can never stop worrying about them.

They’ll never stay home and they’re always alone even with someone they love.

The country is divided. Don’t believe me. Read a newspaper. Watch a television news show.

I don’t believe that anymore. I talk to people every day from all walks of life. There are a few crazies who rant and rave about peripheral issues. For the most part Americans aren’t as divided as the media would have us believe. We all want the same thing and it’s not necessarily the American dream.

Most of us just want our family to be safe and the future to be secure. We want our children to find happiness and grow into responsible adults. More than anything we want to find love. And that hasn’t changed for thousands of generations.

May 2013 be the best year yet. Thanks to Willie Nelson for the lyrics.

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Posted on January 12, 2013, in General and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Totally biased but the only thing that would make your post better is a photo of your adorable grandbaby 🙂

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  2. Great post, Nancy, and welcome back. I completely agree with your last paragraph: “Most of us just want our family to be safe and the future to be secure. We want our children to find happiness and grow into responsible adults. More than anything we want to find love. And that hasn’t changed for thousands of generations.”

    Our boys absolutely knew my husband and I were the stupidist people in the world from age 15 to about 22. From 22-25 they gave us the benefit of the doubt as they moved into the work world. But there were still a lot we couldn’t possibly know because we entered the work world when it was “so easy.” Somewhere around 26 they decided there were one or maybe two things we knew that they didn’t know about work and life in general.

    Now that one has been married for a year and the other will be married this Fall, I’m dying for the children to come along. I think that is when we will become two of the most amazingly wise people in the world. 🙂

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  3. Welcome back, Nancy! You and Willie Nelson say it best 🙂

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  4. I agree- good points and as always fun to hear your “voice.”

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